PTSD
A flare,
staccato rap of weapons in the distance,
smell of diesel
an NCO screams,
a Private fires desperately
past home
and his last days in country,
phu gas fries the wire.
smokes for hours,
…
you want me to give all this up?
©Greg Sheppard
April 25, 2002
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